Longarm And the Voodoo Queen
“He held out his hands and took hold of both of hers. "It's good to see you," he said honestly. "What are you doing here?" "Thought I come to see you, me," she said. "Time I got away from that bayou, you bet." The words were brave, but Longarm wasn't sure how sincere they were. There was a look in her eyes like a wild animal might have had after being dropped down in a place like this. The crowd inside the Brass Pelican, though small by some standards, probably seemed huge to her. And the noise-...-the piano, the spinning of the roulette wheel, the shrill laughter and coarse talk--had to be unsettling to someone accustomed to the whisper of the wind and the cry of the loon.
Some of the club's customers were openly staring at her too, which had to make her even more nervous. Longarm took her arm, clasping it just above the elbow in a gentle grip, and led her toward one of the empty tables. "Let's sit down," he suggested.
He noticed that Millard had emerged from the door to the rear corridor and was watching them curiously, but he didn't approach them.MoreLess
Some of the club's customers were openly staring at her too, which had to make her even more nervous. Longarm took her arm, clasping it just above the elbow in a gentle grip, and led her toward one of the empty tables. "Let's sit down," he suggested.
He noticed that Millard had emerged from the door to the rear corridor and was watching them curiously, but he didn't approach them.MoreLess
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